Perspective Little Poison Doctor

Chapter 25 The Technique of Acupuncture and Moxibustion
Seeing that Wang Ping was sweating profusely, Ouyang Feng said, "I can save her if you want, as long as you promise to worship me as your teacher, I will teach you how to save her!"

"Despicable, taking advantage of others!" Wang Ping snorted.

"Whatever you want, I won't save her if you don't agree anyway!" He sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs, looking like he was waiting to see Wang Ping's good show.

Wang Ping was very anxious. Seeing that Chen Jingyi had already stopped moving, did he really want to see her die?
No, Wang Ping had learned first aid, and thought to himself, I don't believe that Chen Jingyi can't be saved.

He wanted to give Chen Jingyi artificial respiration, and if it didn't work, he would do cardiopulmonary resuscitation. In any case, Chen Jingyi couldn't be allowed to die, otherwise Chen Zhengjun would definitely let Wang Ping sit out of prison.

The goddess was in his arms at this time, and she was unconscious. Wang Ping could do whatever he wanted with her, and he would not resist as much as he wanted to kiss or touch her.

The 'goddess' is sacred and inviolable, shouldn't this be considered an opportunity to eat tofu?
Gently put Chen Jingyi down, looking at the sexy little cherry mouth and the slowly rising and falling chest, Wang Ping's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

What are you thinking?You're trying to save someone right now, you're still thinking wildly?
But in the presence of beauties, Wang Ping couldn't control himself.

"Hoo hoo!" He quickly took two deep breaths to calm down, then lowered his head and kissed Chen Jingyi's mouth.

"Crack!" The door opened just as he was about to 'get it'.

"What are you doing?" The cry startled Wang Ping, and when he turned around, it turned out to be Chen Zhengjun.

"Mr. Chen fainted suddenly!" Wang Ping quickly explained, feeling a little lost, because he didn't come in person. If Wang Ping was only doing artificial respiration or cardiopulmonary resuscitation in Chen Zhengjun's presence, it would be too low-grade, so who wouldn't, right? ?

Hearing that his daughter had fainted, Chen Zhengjun lost his footing. When he touched Chen Jingyi's hand, it was as cold as ice.

"Hurry up and save Jingyi!" He immediately looked at Wang Ping. At this time, only Wang Ping could do anything, but he didn't know that Wang Ping was even more nervous than him.

what to do?Originally, Wang Ping was helpless, but now that Chen Zhengjun came, if Chen Jingyi couldn't be rescued, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Wang Ping was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He subconsciously looked at the old man Ouyang who was sitting on the sofa next to him. The old man deliberately made a gesture of please, signaling Wang Ping to give Chen Jingyi a quick treatment.

Ten thousand mud horses were galloping in Wang Ping's heart, and now he was really led into the gutter by this old ghost.

"What are you still doing? Hurry up!" Chen Zhengjun kept urging, the atmosphere was so tense that Wang Ping suffocated.

"How about it? Do you want to worship me as a teacher? No one in this world can cure this little girl's illness except me!" Old man Ouyang seemed to be unable to stand it at this moment, he knew that Wang Ping was desperate.

"I don't believe it, unless you wake her up and show me!" Wang Ping said.

Old man Ouyang was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "You're too young to play tricks with this old man, kid!"

"What scheming? I don't understand what you're talking about!"

"Let me ask you, do you worship me as your teacher after I rescued her?"

"I don't know if you can save her, but you always brag about yourself, but do something to show me. If you save her, I'll believe you, otherwise it's just nonsense!"

"You are the first person to question the old man, and the old man will prove it to you today, and you will find eight needles immediately!"

"What is the needle for?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go!"

"Where can I find eight needles for you?" Wang Ping stood up while talking.

"What are you doing?" Chen Zhengjun was at a loss when he saw Wang Ping looking around.

Wang Ping didn't answer, and quickly ran to the desk to search, and found a box of pins in the corner.

"Is this okay?"

"It's barely okay, now you do as I said, take off her shirt first!"

How could Wang Ping take off Chen Jingyi's clothes?

"Hurry up!"

"Chairman, I want to take off Mr. Chen's clothes and help her heal!" Wang Ping asked Chen Zhengjun for advice. His life was at stake, and Chen Zhengjun had no reason to refuse. Wang Ping gently took off Chen Jingyi's shirt.

Damn, why does this hand always want to touch it?

"At this time, do you still have other thoughts?" Ouyang old man asked Wang Ping to keep 'calm', but his eyes still involuntarily wandered where they shouldn't be, sinful and sinful.

"There are eight needles in total, each needle is on one acupuncture point, there can be no deviation, now you can stick wherever I tell you to stick!"

"You want me to prick her with a needle?" Wang Ping was startled.

"That's right!"

"What kind of therapy is this?"

"Acupuncture, the first acupoint, Tanzhong acupoint!" He pointed at Chen Jingyi's chest, which was actually in the middle of the black ditch.

Wang Ping thought, can you believe what this old man Ouyang said?It's true, shouldn't Chen Jingyi be stabbed to death?
Forget it, the matter has come to this point, and the doctor believed him once, so he pricked the needle according to the position pointed by the old man Ouyang, but when the needle was dropped, his eyes were distracted by the place where he shouldn't be looking. attention……

"It's here that I asked you to pierce, isn't it too far-fetched for you?"

"sorry!"

"Pricking the wrong acupuncture point will kill you. When you give the needle, you must concentrate on it. Even if there is a woman standing in front of you with nothing else on, you still have to make the mountain collapse in front of you without changing your face. When you start again, don't shake your hands!" This At that time, Ouyang old man looked very serious.

The atmosphere in front of him was so ambiguous, Wang Ping was getting acupuncture for the first time, and he couldn't help being a little nervous. He picked up the needle again under the old man Ouyang's scolding, and shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind to prevent himself from paying attention to Chen Jingyi. I stuck it down, and this time it hit the acupuncture point accurately.

"The second acupoint, Juque acupoint... the third acupoint, Qihai acupoint..."

There are a total of eight needles, all of which were placed exactly where the old man Ouyang said. After the injection, Wang Ping felt very tired. How much psychological pressure he had to bear? same as usual?
"Why is it useless?"

"Who said it was useless?"

"Then why hasn't she woke up yet?"

"Nonsense, it takes some time, just wait, she will definitely wake up within half an hour, carry her to the chair!"

Wang Ping had no choice but to listen to him. He carried Chen Jingyi to the sofa, removed the needles on her body, and helped her put on her clothes again. There was still a little bit of reluctance in his eyes. After all, the beauty is now. .

"Is this cured?" Wang Ping asked.

"You underestimated the 'Nine Yin Body' too much, just temporarily relieved her illness just now!" Ouyang old man laughed.

"How is it?" Chen Zhengjun hurried over.

"Wake up in an hour!"

Half an hour later, Chen Jingyi really woke up. Chen Zhengjun heaved a sigh of relief and let Wang Ping go out first. Wang Ping also heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, old man Ouyang didn't lie to him, the eight needles were quite miraculous.

"Dad, what's wrong with me?"

(End of this chapter)